Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

The host finished speaking, and the announcer's voice chimed in: "Next up, please welcome the dance performance by the third-year Medical Department class."

"Didn't you all just do a group dance? Find someone who's good at it to go on stage," the host said, clearly anxious.

Good or not, they couldn't leave the stage empty.

Eilies was in a panic. The background music had to be preloaded onto the computer, and finding someone at the last minute to perform with the original music was impossible. No one else knew the dance Cynthia was supposed to do.

They couldn't possibly go without music... That would be beyond awkward.

No one was stepping up, and the crowd was starting to murmur. The faculty members exchanged puzzled looks, not sure what was going on.

"I'll go on stage. You go find the sound engineer and tell him to cut the music," Flora said decisively, heading towards the entrance.

on stage. She didn't have time to think and quickly did as Flora asked, telling the sound engineer to turn off

happening? Why is Flora up there?" Cynthia whispered, peeking from behind the curtain with

no time to

sent you instead!" Cynthia exclaimed. Flora's dancing was pretty average-nothing spectacular, she just didn't make mistakes. In a group

would look like. She silently prayed it wouldn't be a disaster. Even if it was, she'd still cheer for Flora. After all,

excitement as Flora stood tall on stage. Flora's reputation

Flora's reputation wasn't exactly stellar. Top of her class nationally, but also a notorious troublemaker who'd send people to the hospital over the slightest disagreement. Crossing her never

crowd was a mix of

his chin on his hand, watching with interest. This evening was turning out to

curiously,